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“Swift flies our time on pinions fleet, Like vapours on the breeze; The transient bliss we now call sweet, The passing moments seize. The gilded joy, the present hour, Soon wing themselves away; Departing like the fading flower That pleas'd us Yesterday.”

Quote by William Muir

Book:Poems on Various Subjects
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Poems on Various Subjects

This volume encompasses a diverse array of poetic expressions, touching upon various aspects of life, nature, and human emotions. more

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William Muir
William Muir

William Muir (April 27, 1819 - July 11, 1905) was a Scottish historian and Orientalist. His career and contributions to the study of Islam and Arabic culture are limited in available information. more

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